Humans of FHC: Will Brennen


“The summer after eighth grade I was fishing with two friends at the dam in Ada. It was a great summer day including lunch from McDonald’s. After fishing, we were going to walk back to my house, and while we crossed the street, my friends went before me. He made it across safely and yelled at me to follow him. Me, being the stupid person I am, didn’t look before I crossed the street and got hit by a car; I even made a hole in the windshield. I went home feeling alright, which was a bad mistake; I went to a concert later that night and passed out.”